She breathed a little deeper, afraid but holding her ground.The third.She sat back and stared at me like a deer caught in a searchlight; surrendering ...o me. Then she yelped, jumped up, and ran to the door.She looked back at me fearfully. “I’m sorry but I just can’t.” She said.“That’s ok.” I answered her in a relaxed soothing voice, “I thought it was what you wanted.”“Yeah. Um ... I dunno.” She mumbled.I smiled and lay back. I didn’t really care; fuck her, don’t fuck her, it wasn’t going to. Anastasiia spun around on the rope, her face turning red, spittle dripping from her mouth as soldiers took out their cameras, snapping pictures of the dying girl.Oleksandra looked at Sofiia, who watched Anastasiia's death with horrified fascination, her brown eyes taking in every detail as if she wanted to know everything about this simple method of death.Oleksandra tasted bile in her throat, but forced it down with effort of will. By this time Anastasiia stuck out her tongue and urinated, and. .. licking her lips. He asked her if she wanted it and she told him yes and he laughed because she was looking at him like a kid looks at an ice cream cone.Finally she took that cock in her mouth all the way down only to hear him say "Oh yeah, that's it baby. You know what i like." Giggling she said "uuhhhuuhh" because well she did have a mouth full of cock. She didn't have to stroke his cock at the same time because she could deep throat with the best of them. Grabbing his balls and rolling. " Sofia aimed a silent plea at Colleen. She didn't know herself if she wanted the hand to retreat or advance, but she longed to be out of this whole situation."Well, we're all big girls here," drawled Colleen. "Let's just kiss and make up, shall we?" The onlookers hooted derisively, but lost their unanimity when it became apparent Sofia was seriously considering the offer.Even if Colleen was a girl, Sofia still thought she was a bitch. She'd rather kiss -- well, Anne, nose-ring and all. But.